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Him
A Story by
Berkley Conner Jr
I didn't think I'd recognize him but when. I saw his tall cold body walk into the room. It was only obvious that this was the same man that caused u..
Fallen To The Darkness
A Poem by
Berkley Conner Jr
Reminiscing about the things of old, Not worrying about anything left untold, Days passed left long forgotten, Lives withered twisted and rotte..
Matchless
A Poem by
Berkley Conner Jr
An old poem I wrote about a lover. I ended up marrying her
Past, Forever, Lost
A Poem by
Berkley Conner Jr
Have you ever had to find you’re past So Forgotten , lost piece by piece You find old testaments in lost catacombs Deciphering every last con..
No
A Poem by
Berkley Conner Jr
no is such a versitile word but what does it really mean?
A Poem For A Teacher
A Poem by
Berkley Conner Jr
Our teacher said to write or draw anything on the back of our finals. He said if it as interesting enough he would give us extra credit. Moved my grad..
Worth A Bullet
A Poem by
Berkley Conner Jr
Whats a bullet worth How about a few cents Maybe your own life Maybe someone elses life Even alot of passion Extreme hatred of another A passion..
What Is Instore for Life
A Poem by
Berkley Conner Jr
Tender affections rang in the Unclear manner that they always did. He Scorned the uncontrolled Hatred of his fathers intolerable Cruelty On..
The Story Of My Death
A Poem by
Berkley Conner Jr
I get a phone call late at night You must come quick its and emergency We drive fast to the hospital Not even a word is spoken Live like you were ..
Relentless
A Poem by
Berkley Conner Jr
The pain enters only to begin All I can feel is the agony within Shrill cries for help to live Yet they leak into the body like a sieve One after ..
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